Chapter 95: The Moment We Collide

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"Nope."

He smiled.

"Me neither."

And then-Together, step by step-We got out of the car.

And walked into the next chapter of our lives.

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Y/N's POV

I had never seen five people look this collectively unwell in a cafe before.

Jin oppa was pacing

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Jin oppa was pacing.

Like full-on pacing back and forth near the windows, muttering under his breath in legalese and sipping what had to be his third espresso.

Joon was bouncing his knee so violently I thought the table might shatter.

Yoongi had his hood up indoors and was chewing his straw like it owed him money.

Taehyung kept standing up and sitting back down, fidgeting with the sleeves of his soft brown sweater, his lower lip visibly trembling every few minutes.

And me?

I was gripping my iced tea so hard the plastic cup had caved in on one side.
We were all nervous.

Not stage-fright nervous.
Not even "first date" nervous.
This was soulmate nervous.

This was the kind of nervous that settled deep into your bones because you knew this moment could change your whole damn life.

Because in just a few minutes-after weeks of heartbreak and days of waiting-we were going to meet them.

Jeon Jungkook.
And
Jung Hoseok.

And no one wanted to fuck it up.

"Do we stand when they come in?"

Namjoon asked suddenly.

"Like... like a welcome committee?"

"We're not hosting a wedding, Joon,"

Jin oppa muttered, though he straightened his jacket again for the seventh time.

"We could," Tae mumbled, eyes glued to the door. "Eventually."

Yoongi made a pfft sound under his breath. "You're all ridiculous."

But even he flinched when the bell above the café door jingled.

And then-
They walked in.

And the world, as I knew it, tilted.

Jungkook walked in first.

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